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Which… for some reason… kinda made my little bubble of post-orgasm bliss fade.
I pulled the dress on, and got myself down from the counter while Tristan put his clothes back on. Finally, watching him grab his shoes, I couldn’t take it anymore.
“You didn’t… suddenly stop liking me now that we’ve done that, right?” I asked, trying to keep my tone light like I was joking.
I wasn’t.
Tristan straightened up, tucking the shoes under his arm without actually putting them on. “Huh?”
“You seem in a hurry,” I explained, plastering on a smile. “And I was remembering your reasoning from a few weeks ago about why weshouldn’tdo this…”
His confused expression softened. “Temp… I honestly assumed we were taking this show upstairs. I mean… unless I’m not invited?”
“No, you’re definitely invited, if you want. I just… this is dumb. Never mind,” I said, shaking my head as embarrassed heat rushed to my face. Reminding me that, for as muchsexualexperience as I had… intimacy was foreign to me.
And I was making a damn fool of myself because of it.
“I… feel like I fucked this up somewhere,” Tristan said, stepping toward me, and reaching out to grab me under the chin. “I’m sorry.”
“You have nothing to apologize for,” I assured. “It’s… really not you. It’s me. I’m making this weird.”
He shrugged. “It doesn’t have to be.”
“I… it alreadyis,” I said, blinking back sudden, frustrated tears. “And I don’t know how to—”
Fix it.
That would’ve been the rest of that statement if Tristan hadn’t kissed me, effectively shutting me up.
“Let’s order some dinner,” he said, when he pulled back, not giving me a chance to go back to obsessing. “We can get cleaned up, watch some TV, eat. I don’t know about you, but lunch feels like a long ass time ago,” he added, making me laugh.
And… shit.
Somehow, just like that… I wasn’t feeling quite so awkward anymore.
“Um… what do you want to eat?” I asked, a question he responded to with a suggestive lift of his eyebrows. “Fordinner,” I clarified, laughing again as he followed me up the stairs.
“Whatever your fine ass wants,” he answered, from too close behind me, and then suddenly his arm was around me, making it awkward as hell to get up the stairs.
But it was fine.
Hell… it wasmorethan fine.
Which was a new experience in itself.
